Chapter 341

"My killing shadow..." the bald man looked at the bloody sickle in his hand.

Many cracks appeared on the bloody sickle. The next moment, the bloody sickle burst directly.

Everyone was stunned, and the bald man's head roared.

His bloody sickle, that's a magic weapon! And it's a real three-level high-level magic weapon!

The third grade high-level magic weapon is enough to make many strong people in the Holy Land jealous and crazy compete for it, and its hardness can be imagined, but now it has burst?

The sword is unparalleled. He chopped his bloody sickle directly?

"Impossible!" The dark cloud in the distance roared, "how hard the three grade high-level magic soldiers are. Even if there is a great difference in strength, they will not be directly broken unless..."

"His sword!"

Mo Yun was already there, and everyone fixed their eyes on the killing sword in the unparalleled hand at the same time.

"A magic weapon!"

"Only the legendary first-class magic weapon can directly break the third-class high-level magic weapon!"

"The sword in his hand is a magic weapon?"

The whole school was a sensation.

A magic weapon!

In the long history of Nanyang mainland, no one has ever mastered a magic weapon. Now there is a magic weapon!

The sword was matchless, but he ignored the horror of the people around him. With a sword, he broke the bloody sickle in the bald man's hand. Then the power remained unabated and continued to chop at the bald man.

"First!"

The sword has no eyes and cold eyes. The Sansha sword easily fought from the bald man and took away a touch of scarlet.

The bald man who controls the territory and reaches the second weight of the territory is the first to die.

But the sword was matchless, but it never stopped. After killing the bald man, he turned into thunder again and appeared in front of the woman in black in an instant.

The three killing sword in his hand was mercilessly split again.

"Not good." The woman in black was frightened and turned pale. She even waved a bloody soft sword to resist in panic.

But the same scene appeared again. The bloody soft sword was cut into two sections, and the Sansha sword passed over the woman in black.

"Second!"

Jian Wushuang was talking in his mouth, without any emotion. His figure was illusory, and appeared in front of a middle-aged man in blue robe.

"Third!"

When the sword light came out, the middle-aged man in blue robe immediately lost his head.

"Escape!"

"Run!"

The remaining four people in the holy palace were terrified. At this moment, they had lost the courage to compete with the sword.

However, they fell into the river of blood. The endless river of blood came under crazy pressure. Their speed broke out like a snail. They couldn't escape if they wanted to escape.

"Fourth!"

The sword peerless appeared in front of the fourth strong man in the holy land, and then

Fifth!

Sixth!

In the blink of an eye, six of the seven strong holy places were directly killed by the unparalleled sword, and these six holy places were all killed with one sword, and there was no room to fight back.

Finally, the sword appeared beside the dark cloud again.

"It's your turn." The sound of the sword is cold.

Moyun was in the middle of the blood river. He looked at the sword with unprecedented horror.

Not only he, but also the countless strong people watching the war around him, had already been silent and stunned one by one.

Just for a moment!

In an instant, six of the seven holy places of the holy palace were directly killed!

It was too fast and too easy. The strong who controlled the holy land of the domain looked like a baby without the slightest resistance before the sword had no two sides.

The unparalleled fighting power of the sword at this moment also made everyone tremble and panic.

In fact, they don't know that Shura's secret art is a very good means. The first huangquan road is to form the field and oppress the people inside the field in order to oppress and limit the strength of the other party.

But the second bridge is completely different.

The Naihe bridge is an increase in attack power.

After the Naihe bridge extends, any attack of the unparalleled sword will get the amplitude of the Naihe bridge, and the power will soar!

In addition, the power of Sansha sword as a first-class divine weapon has also completely erupted, which leads to the unparalleled combat power of one sword to kill the holy land.

In addition, the people in the holy palace are still trapped in the river of blood and are greatly oppressed. They can't play their speed or strength, and are scattered by the impact of Naihe bridge, which gives the sword unparalleled the opportunity to kill them one by one, just like killing a chicken, and kill the six holy lands in an instant.

Now, the only thing alive in the holy palace is the dark cloud.

WOW!

The sword light was still mercilessly cut off, and the huge power just burst out, which made the dark cloud tremble. He knew that under this sword, he could never have a chance to survive, but his eyes became scarlet at this moment.

"Ah!"

With a roar, the dark cloud slapped his eyebrows, and immediately a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed a handful of blood, shook it with force, and then the palm slapped the sword.

At the same time, the voice of the dark cloud echoed at this moment.

"This son's talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. If he doesn't die, my holy palace will suffer a great disaster!"

"Kill him!"

"He must be killed!"

The voice of the dark cloud was crazy, followed by a bang, and his body burst directly.

Before the three killing swords wielded by jianwushuang split on him, his body burst directly, but after the burst, it turned into a pile of blood mist and diffused towards jianwushuang.

The distance was too close, and the blood mist obviously came towards jianwushuang. Jianwushuang reluctantly moved his body to the side, but he still couldn't avoid it all. There was some blood mist sprinkled on his arm.

When the last dark cloud burst into blood mist, the whole Bingming valley was strangely and completely silent.

It's dead.

There are thousands of strong people here. At the moment, everyone's eyes are frozen on the unparalleled sword, and their expressions are wonderful.

The holy palace comes forward, and the sword is unparalleled!

The seven holy places join hands with the strong.

But as a result, all of them died in a short short video!

It's the top seven in the holy land, and still controls the holy land of the domain. Any one on Nanyang mainland is an absolutely top existence, but the seven people work together to face only a yang deficiency state, but they are completely slaughtered by the other party!

"Is this true or false?"

"I, am I not dreaming?"

Everyone was stunned.

The sword was unparalleled. Holding the sword in one hand and standing in the void, he frowned and looked at his arm. The arm had just been splashed by the blood mist melted by the dark cloud, and now there was a scarlet spot.

These spots look very strange, but also contain a strange power.

"This spot..." the sword has no two sides and the color changes slightly.

"That's the blood soul mark." The voice of Jiuzun suddenly sounded.

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